Chapter 17—Give up or die

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If I didn't have enough to think about or regret Tracy definitely didn't help.

The Ministry under Malfoy was a joy to live under. It closed offices that the people needed. He insured the passing of bill that borrowed money from the Goblins at excrement rates and the Wizengemot were forced to raise taxes to pay for the loans. His Aurors were more like storm troopers than law enforcement officers. Symbols or memorials of the past were closed or destroyed. Godric Hollow statue was destroyed and the old memorial to Lilly and James Potter was leveled.

Raids by Voldemort were unstopped. People with money grabbed what they could and sneaked out of the country. Even the Goblins where rumored to have moved most of their gold overseas. The economy and wizard society was headed for collapse.

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I was still mulling over Tracy's comments and our world's affairs while soaking up the sun on the sandy shores of the Mediterranean. What little I could do in or for England didn't amount to much so the sun and sea won my attention.

"BRrrring, beep, beep, BOOM! My home-made ring tone on the Muggle cell phone let me know trouble was afoot.

"Yes Sir, what's up? I asked hoping for a wrong number.

"Yes Harry I need to see you in my office this afternoon. We have a strike planned that you might want to view first hand."

"Thank you sir, I'll be there as quickly as I can." As I closed the phone I just thought, "DAM."

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"Mr. Prime Minister."

"Dam, I just got used to you folks popping out of the fireplace. How are you Harry?"

"You might want to ask that after you tell me what going on Minister."

"We have a concentration of Deatheaters in a Manson in an unpopulated area. We will be sending in a rifle team to pick up what the smart bomb misses. We though you might like to view the action and give us whatever input you may have."

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Fitted with powerful field glasses the Muggle Prime Minister and I viewed the action. The laser guided bomb went boom and Riddle manor collapsed. The rifles got some use picking off stray Deatheaters but then the Magical Ministry reacted by sending Deatheater Aurors. The Aurors out numbered the rifle team five to one. While rifles were great at 500 yards and curses were only good at 20 yard the Aurors 'apperated in on top of the rifle men. Apparently Minister Malfoy authorized the curse 'Avada Kedavra', the rifle team was dead in minutes.

Ignorance of the wizards Aurors showed, their opinion of how stupid the Muggles were showed, as they whooped it up and patted each other on the back. The noisy gun ship announced its arrival as back-up support. The first thing the Aurors realized was shock or maybe surprise as the gunship opened up with 30mm rounds at 100 rounds per second, only a few 'apperated' away. The Muggle Prime Minister stomped off a very unhappy person, "Harry my office ASAP."

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We sat in the Prime Minister's office along with several armed military officers. The Minster wanted a plan to take Diagon Alley and the Ministry of Magic. He would have to clear it with the Queen and Parliament as to how far they were ready to go in eliminating the Deatheaters. Preliminary reports were that fifty Deatheaters died in the initial bombing but they were unsure if Voldemort was part of the destruction.

It all became irrelevant as Voldemort popped in for revenge; I never got off a curse. The last thing I heard was 'Avada Kedavra' and multiple gun shots, my world went black.

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"Hello Harry, I see you can't stay away from Voldemort"

"Well you did warn me and I did try."

"Yes you got a number of points awarded on how you tried."

"It seems my life rests in the toilet of the world. The question Bruce is, am I getting the VIP treatment or my usual treatment into the after life?

"Well now that does bring us to the big decision. As I stated you have accumulated a number of points so the first option is going back to that mess in England." Bruce offered.

"No, Not Happening let me move on and maybe I can find Daphne."

"Good choice Harry, just as a side note time means nothing here and had you gone back to England you would have found that the Muggles got just a little mad. They came in with guns and tanks and just arrested every one. Wizards who resisted died and you would be surprised how many resisted. Those with the Dark Mark were executed straight away. Those without the mark were deported from England. Voldemort died with you in the Prime Ministers office, the military officers shoot straight. It's a shame I can't get my hands on the total him but his Horicruxs are useless as there are no magicals in England to help bring him back. I got a good portion of him and he shall have an interesting stay here for eturnity."

"When do I go or leave?" I was ready for the next great adventure or what ever disaster they had planed for me.

"Ah! I am afraid I must do something that you will hate; you are going to be manipulated." Bruces words did not surprise me.

"You must not tell anyone about me or our deal. Your going back but not to England. You must just act like you have always owned your villa on the sea."

Wait this didn't sound too bad. I thought.

"We have this island where you will be sent until we can use you properly." Bruce would now tell me how the manipulation would work and I would get mad and not be able to do anything about it, its called my life.

"I told you it was not your time long ago. You two are being saved for another time and place…."

Before I could yell or object or anything I found myself on a sandy beach and "HARRY JAMES POTTER YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE HERE AN HOUR AGO!

"Daphne?"

"Who did you expect? Come on and lets get you changed we still have a long walk to town. I don't want to be late for our reservations for dinner with the Mayor."

With a large smile I said, "Yes dear."

Fin

A/N: How's that for a leave for a sequel?